Hot potato...
Xu Xiaoshou knew that Hua Shi took it for granted that his status as a saint slave was not so easy to clean up.
There are two opinions on whether the Holy Palace protects him or not.
The key is, is that completely unfamiliar place really his last "home"?
Xu Xiaoshou pondered.
Hua Yi stood aside with hope in her eyes, still waiting.
"How do you say it?" she asked.
Xu Xiaoshou didn't respond. He paused for a long time before gritting his teeth and nodding: "I'll take it."
Putting everything else aside, this little girl came all the way from the Central Region just to deliver this letter. She wouldn't be here to trick anyone, and she wouldn't die after receiving it.
Semi-Saint Jinzhao really wanted to harm others. If he was really on the team at the Holy Temple, the person who came this time would not be such a cute and easy-to-deceive little girl, but a law enforcer.
Besides, why does a semi-saint need to put so much effort into dealing with a junior grandmaster?
Taking ten thousand steps back, Old Man Sang said that his next supporter after he leaves will be Long Rongzhi.
If you don't even believe in your own master, what else in the world can you believe in?
"Give me the letter." Xu Xiaoshou stretched out his hand.
Hua Wei retracted her hand like a baby and said weakly: "You haven't said anything yet..."
Xu Xiaoshou rolled his eyes and said, "I am your Uncle Xu, okay!"
Does it have to be so obvious?
Walls have ears, you little girl, do you know that?
After saying this, Hua Shi finally took off her last layer of defense, took a step forward, and giggled: "It would be great to be like this earlier, Master Xu."
She smiled and handed over the envelope.
Xu Xiaoshou took it carefully, and under Hua Shi's gaze, he tore open the envelope and took out the folded letter inside.
A faint medicinal scent...
"Who wrote this letter?"
Xu Xiaoshou asked while opening the letter paper.
"I don't know." Hua Shi shook her head and poked her head to take a closer look. "It's either my master or my ancestor. If not, it was written by Taishizu!"
You're not talking nonsense... Xu Xiaoshou complained secretly.
A piece of letter paper.
He looked around, only to find that there was no word on it.
"This?" Xu Xiaoshou was stunned and turned the letter in the direction of Hua Shi to show her.
"No words?" Hua Yi was also confused, "I haven't read it. I don't dare to peek at Master's mission, and it's not the words I erased."
If it were written by someone powerful, could you erase it... Xu Xiaoshou was speechless for a moment.
He frowned, as if he thought of something.
Hua Yi was so stupid that she came to the door directly. She nodded and said, "It's her uncle," and she handed over the envelope.
People in Jinzhao's lineage are not all as stupid as her. Wouldn't you have thought that Hua Xi might have found the wrong person?
So, what can be used as the only basis to present the contents of the letter paper to the designated target across the distance between two domains?
"Jinzhao Baiyan!"
Xu Xiaoshou thought for a moment and came up with this answer.
He shook the letter with a smile.
"Plop!"
As soon as the white flame ignited, the letter was burned.
"You are indeed my Uncle Xu..." Hua Shi was happy. No matter what happened before, when she really saw Jinzhao Baiyan, she could be sure that the person in front of her was really her Uncle Xu.
In Jinzhao's lineage, there are only four generations of direct descendants, a total of only six people.
Besides, who in the world can possess Jinzhao Baiyan?
"Why do you have the Jizhao White Flame instead of the Jizhao Tianyan when you are just an innate practitioner?" Hua Wei suddenly remembered something and looked surprised: "I am practicing in the Holy Palace and have many resources. Not long after he cultivated Bai Yan, Master Xu is so powerful..."
At this moment, Xu Xiaoshou no longer had time to answer Hua Shi's questions.
After Bai Yan burned the letter, a mysterious and mysterious energy burst into his mind using the power of embers as a medium.
"Xu Xiaoshou."
In his mind, along with the sound, black light gradually rose up, gradually outlining a figure.
This man was wearing a black shirt and had black hair. He had a fierce look under his high cheekbones, and a pair of sharp eagle-like eyes in his deep eye sockets.
No eyebrows, dark circles, thin lips...
Just one glance gave Xu Xiaoshou the first impression of being extremely mean, ruthless and unjust.
"Who are you……"
Xu Xiaoshou's heart was pounding wildly. He looked like a villain, right?
So are you really sending people to find me to kill me, or... are you taking me back and burying me alive?
Xu Xiaoshou really couldn't see the slightest bit of "family" in this unsympathetic face.
"My name is Mu Lin. Strictly speaking, you have to call me uncle."
The figure of the eyebrowless man is sometimes blurry and sometimes clear.
The only good thing is that his voice does not seem to be like his face. Not only does it not have any cold meaning, but as soon as the words are spoken, the warmth in the words washes away a lot of the coldness in his body.
"Uncle Pastor..."
Xu Xiaoshou understood who this person was.
Old Man Sang's junior disciple, Jin Zhao Half Saint's second disciple, and the master of Hua Shi's lineage.
"Hello?" Not knowing how to say hello, Xu Xiaoshou hesitated and greeted.
Mu Lin obviously had no intention of making small talk: "I don't have much time. I just want to ask you. Sang Qiye has been arrested. Do you want to return to the Holy Palace?"
After a pause, he continued: "Your master has judged the Holy Palace a long time ago, but his affairs have nothing to do with you. As long as you think about it, you are just another disciple in my name, just living outside. That’s all, there’s no need to worry about anyone’s investigation regarding the power of Jinzhao and other abilities.”
This is too domineering.
Mu Lin specially emphasized the word "anyone".
Xu Xiaoshou immediately realized that the "anyone" he was referring to might also include half-saints.
So fierce?
The performance of this eyebrowless hero shows that he does not look down upon the Holy Temple!
But think about it, the Holy Palace and the Holy Temple are essentially on the same level, but their directions are different.
After asking, Xu Xiaoshou hesitated slightly.
Anyone who is suddenly hit by such a huge piece of pie will have a hard time making a decision.
"I……"
Xu Xiaoshou opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to answer.
He knew that as soon as he accepted the offer, he would skip all the bullshit Holy Slave missions, the Royal City Trial, and the Holy Palace Trial.
In one fell swoop, you can reach the other side of the sea of suffering and reach the highest peak.
In the past, Xu Xiaoshou might have really agreed.
After coming out of Tiansang Ling Palace, you can directly change places and a new environment. Use the passive system to pick up another group of people's wool. There is a big tree behind you to lean on. You are not afraid of offending anyone. Isn't this delicious?
But he soon calmed down.
The Holy Palace is just the Holy Palace.
The Holy Temple is just the Holy Temple.
To put it bluntly, the two are just larger "cages".
If the Holy Palace's path to cultivating saints was really feasible, this continent would not have produced a Sang Qiye who defected to the Holy Palace, and a Bazun who wanted to crush the Holy Temple with the same status as the Holy Palace.
Xu Xiaoshou calmed down and asked seriously: "Putting aside your questions for now, I want to know first why my master defected to the Holy Palace?"
Mu Lin smiled slightly, as if he had expected that the young man would ask this question, and responded: "He is too stupid."
The words stopped abruptly.
Xu Xiaoshou waited for a long time, but he had no further words. He was speechless, "That's it?"
"The Holy Palace has a transcendent status. It is located at the top of the continent. He can enter the Holy Palace, but he still wants to defect out. What else is stupid? Besides stupid, what else is there?" Mu Lin sneered.
Xu Xiaoshou: "..."
If it were someone else, he would fight back.
But this is a senior uncle. As a junior brother, if someone complains about his senior brother, you should just pretend that you didn’t hear anything!
"Everything you said is right." Xu Xiaoshou agreed.
Who would have thought that after Mu Lin snorted coldly, he suddenly became disappointed: "Is it really stupid to put yourself in the prison of the Holy Temple? Can you really transcend yourself by becoming yourself?"
Xu Xiaoshou's heart moved: "Uncle Pastor, you don't seem to deny what my master has done?"
Mu Lin stared at him with gloomy eyes and no emotion: "In this world, there is a spiritual refiner. Who wants to achieve transcendence, but even a semi-saint can't do it. He is a small Taixu, and he can turn the world upside down." No way? You just have an empty idea and show off your bravery, you are just a fool!"
Xu Xiaoshou was disobedient for a moment and whispered: "You are right, but actually, I still don't want to go back for the time being..."
"You also joined the Saint Slaves?" Mu Lin interrupted.
Xu Xiaoshou was silent for a while: "Yes."
"Idiot! Just like him!" Mu Lin cursed angrily, and his voice turned cold. "You should think about your answer before you answer. It is the best choice to leave the Holy Slave and return to the Holy Palace at this time."
Xu Xiaoshou sighed and replied seriously: "The sky seen from the Holy Palace is just a piece of sky after all."
Mu Lin didn't say anything, just stared with squinted eyes.
Xu Xiaoshou felt his hair stand on end, but his thoughts became firmer and he solemnly said: "Sitting in a well and looking at the sky is not my choice. I will not return to the Holy Palace, at least not now."
"well……"
Mu Lin let out a long sigh, and his figure became a little blurry: "I knew that his choice would be the same as him, with a stubborn temper! Anyway, I understand your choice."
Xu Xiaoshou apologized: "Uncle Pastor, please understand more..."
Mu Lin's style is just like his appearance. He won't be polite at all. Seeing that Xu Xiaoshou doesn't want to go back to the Holy Palace, he immediately changes the topic and interrupts: "You just need to understand the path you choose." , I have to leave..." As he spoke, his figure became more blurry and seemed to be about to disappear.
"Okay." Xu Xiaoshou tensed up and made a congratulatory gesture.
Mu Lin waved his hand and spilled two pill bottles.
"When we meet for the first time, I don't have anything to give you. It's just a friendship between you and my nephew. Before I leave, I'll give you something for self-defense. I just hope you don't die too early like him."
It was clearly in the form of an idea. Mu Lin waved his sleeves, and two spiritual lights settled down.
Just like in Sang Lao's Taixu world, the two elixir bottles used virtual reality to store things in Xu Xiaoshou's spiritual world.
"This is?"
Xu Xiaoshou was confused. Are all Jinzhao's people like this? Giving pill bottles?
Mu Lin pointed to the first pill bottle: "This is a bottle of holy blood, specially made. Your master had nothing to do on weekdays, so he thought that nothing would happen to you juniors, so he refined some more holy blood. This is I brought a bottle over, it should be enough for you... When I first wrote this letter, I had already anticipated your answer."
He was still sighing.
Xu Xiaoshou was shocked when he heard this.
Another bottle of holy blood!
Crazy?
The tradition of Jinzhao's lineage...
Send holy blood? Get a whole bottle for free?
"More, more uncle..." Xu Xiaoshou was dizzy and his head was a little unclear.
Mu Lin pointed to the second pill bottle: "Here is my mark. Once you are about to encounter an accident, just crush the pill bottle with your mind, and I will come out to help you prove your identity as Jin Zhao's lineage. Remember that time, you will If you don’t want to go back to the Holy Palace anymore, you have to go home.”
Xu Xiaoshou was shocked again.
Home……
Mu Lin directly paved the way for him to retreat.
Once something unexpected happens, will he switch from his identity as a saint slave to a true descendant of Jinzhao, wash his hands in the golden basin, and never have anything to do with the dark forces again?
"Is it feasible?" Xu Xiaoshou was a little doubtful.
He felt that as a Holy Slave, once he reached the most extreme intersection and was caught by the Holy Temple, what would be the use of Mu Lin coming out?
Mu Lin, however, was slightly irritated: "Senior gives you a gift, just take it. If something happens, crush the elixir bottle and leave the rest to your uncle and me. You, a junior, don't need to do anything more. What nonsense!"
"Oh oh..."
Xu Xiaoshou was frightened.
He was a little flattered by this heavy love.
In his mind, after the last words of the hero without eyebrows, he didn't even say goodbye. His figure dispersed and turned into points of light and disappeared.
"Mom!"
Xu Xiao suffered for a long time before he came back to his senses.
Is this Jinzhao's lineage?
Just because there are only six people, there are too many resources. If you give them randomly, you will get a whole bottle of holy blood?
——The semi-saint forces don’t have such luxury!
Xu Xiaoshou used to be a fake Half-Saint successor, but after meeting Mu Lin, he felt that he should become the richest true Half-Saint successor.
Not only was his identity confirmed, but he was also insured if something happened.
Xu Xiaoshou didn't realize it before, leaning against a big tree to enjoy the shade. The more he realizes it now, the more unrealistic it becomes.
"How about it?"
In the hall, Hua Sheng had been waiting. Seeing Master Xu's eyes regained their vitality, she asked hurriedly: "What did the letter say?"
Xu Xiaoshou shook his head, not knowing what to say: "The letter has no content, but I saw a hero without eyebrows..."
"Priest Ancestor!" Hua Xi's eyes lit up and she said excitedly: "Hero Wu Mei, that's Master Mu Lin. He came to see you personally using his spirit incarnation? Talk to you? Are you nervous? I'll tell you He said, he is so scary. I usually don’t dare to raise my head when I see Master Mu Lin. When I look at his face, I feel like I have been bitten by a snake, and I feel very panicked..."
The appearance of Jinzhao Baiyan, Master Mulin, etc. directly pushed Xu Xiaoshou into the ranks of "family" in Hua Shi's mind. She spoke without any scruples and spoke endlessly.
Xu Xiaoshou's head was pounding after hearing this. Was he a talkative person?
He interrupted in time: "Speaking of which, when you go out, do you have anything for self-defense, such as holy blood?" He asked tentatively.
Hua Xi's big eyes flashed, excitement overflowing.
"There must be. Master Mu Lin also gave you holy blood?"
"I'm telling you, that's the holy blood specially made by Taishi Zu Jinzhao, a semi-saint. It has no side effects. I only have one bottle, and I don't even bother to use it on weekdays..."
"For self-defense, I have the forbidden arts and holy weapons of the Jinzhao lineage, as well as a large holy bathtub, and the 'Saint Smashing Pill' developed by Taishizu, which can explode with holy power and be used to hit people. There are also virtual images of the Priest Ancestor, as well as the holy image of the Taishi Ancestor, and more..."
Hua Wei clasped her fingers and counted her family treasures. Finally, she realized that she couldn't finish her sentence and changed her words: "Master said, don't bully others when you go out, but don't let others bully you!"
